Wife Against The Other Woman
Language: en
For the past year, living a thousand miles away from my husband, I spent every waking moment counting down the seconds until our reunion. That was until I ran into one of his colleagues at the upscale mall downtown. Her bright, enthusiastic smile felt like a shard of ice driven straight into my chest. "You are so lucky! I can’t believe the baby is already a month old. She’s an absolute doll!" She pressed a thick, cream-colored card with gold-foiled edges into my hand. Her voice was thick with envy. I forced my hands to stay steady as I took the invitation. My eyes blurred as they swept…